I was angry, like really pissed off. The Scorpio in me bared its stinger high and large — I became resentful and decided that I would give up writing all together. “If I can’t write the truth,” I seethed, “I won’t fucking write at all!”

To have a more creative life, do you need to quit your job and backpack all of Southeast Asia to find your inspiration? Mmm… no (and I tried that, by the way). Here’s what “creative living” actually involves.

As a wife and mother, should I even focus on art? Shouldn’t I spend that time with or for my family? The surprising answer is no! Here are some poignant realizations I’ve had about balance and why I NEED art to be a better mother.